“Seth material” search engine (Jane Roberts)

(By 8:58 Jane said she did not feel very nervous, but did feel strange because she had no idea of what Seth would talk about. Her mind was on the house we plan to buy, instead of on the session, she said. Our cat Willy was also very quiet.

(Jane began dictating in a normal voice, and maintained it throughout the session. Her pacing was moderate, her eyes dark as usual.)

You did Philip a good turn, and also enjoyed yourselves by going out the other evening. I was with you in your impromptu party at the house for a while. He, Philip, should come out well in his situation if he follows through.

(Break at 9:26. Jane was dissociated as usual. She resumed in the same deliberate manner at 9:32.)

Yet the physical matter of the born infant contains none of the same physical matter which was received initially from the parents. The original matter has completely disappeared, to be replaced by other matter as the consciousness of the infant slowly constructs about itself its growing awareness of itself into physical matter.

(Again, Jane was delivering this material very slowly, with many pauses.)

No particle of matter is the same in the born infant, that was contained in either the fetus or earlier in the sperm or egg. I am going into all this for a reason. Leave this for a moment, and consider a seed, a grass seed.

(Break at 10:03. Jane was dissociated as usual. My writing hand felt no fatigue. Jane resumed in the same manner at 10:10.)

(Break at 10:36. Jane was dissociated as usual. My writing hand felt no fatigue. Jane resumed in the same very deliberate and searching fashion at 10:38.)

(Jane’s delivery was becoming quite forceful now.)

(End at 11:10. Jane was dissociated as usual. She said Seth could have continued had we been willing. By now my writing hand had tired, and Jane was quite tired. It had been one of those sessions that really took something out of her; she had, she said, felt that Seth was pushing the material through.)

(It was conducted principally because it was an exceedingly hot night; too hot to do much else, and Jane and I were not very sleepy. I made verbatim notes as we progressed. The words yes and no, spelled out on the board, are here enclosed in parenthesis whenever the pointer moved to them. Answers Jane received mentally before the board spelled them out, are indicated by *.

(Again, Jane’s reception of these answers was not in the manner of delivery by Seth; merely that she had the answers pop into her mind.

(“What was Tom Roberts’ relationship to you?”)

(“In what year was Ted born?”)

(“Can you tell us the year Ted was married?”)

(“Well, then can you approximate the time when Ted was married, say within 5 years?”)

(“Can you tell us the year their last child was born?”)

I was dead.

(Mon. 7/20, 11:30 AM: I had several quick images in vivid colors once in the proper state. First I saw a red wine bottle standing in a corner that was made of cement blocks.

(Then I saw brilliant green water with lots of living matter in it, rushing by. I appeared to be plunging downward through it although I was untouched by it; I seemed to be enclosed in a huge bubble. I then saw a blue gush of water rush by to my right, like a river.

(Then I was inside the house we intend to buy. I was facing two men in work clothes; one of them was dark and I believe unshaven. I asked them who they were. They said they were from the gas company. I didn’t know how they got in. They then said they would need a key; they had to have the place open to get in.

(Fri. 7/17, 9:00 PM: Halfway through achieving the desired state, I began to get the familiar thrilling sensation in my hands. As I lay on my back on the bed, my hands palm down, I felt as though the second finger of each hand was doubling up or crawling back into a bent position. The feeling was very definite; I checked by downward pressure of my fingers to verify that in actuality they still lay flat against the bed.

(Then something new: I had a brief rippling sensation down the center of my chest, as though once again I was trying to lift out of myself. Though brief, the feeling was definite and quite pleasant. Through all of the above, I once again had the intuitive feeling of attempting psychic travel.

(Sun. 7/19, 9:00 PM: I experienced a mild thrilling sensation as soon as I lay down. I was perhaps halfway through achieving the desired state when I became aware of my father in my left-center field of vision. In general outlines, I saw him as he sat leaning back in an easy chair, his right leg crossed over his left, and holding up an opened newspaper. My view of him was 3/4 from the back. Father shook the newspaper rather emphatically, then spoke a phrase of several words that I have now forgotten. I tried hard to remember it, and recall repeating it to myself several times in an effort to impress it upon my memory.

(Later, I was watching Jane and my mother. Jane was to my left, Mother to my right. Between them on the wall was a drawing of Jane’s, matted in a gray-white matte perhaps three inches wide. Pointing to the drawing, Mother asked Jane: “Did you do this?” “Yes,” Jane said. Mother then said, “It’s not framed very well. Maybe Dad can do it better.” These quotes are close to being exact, whereas for some reason I cannot remember at all what Father said.

(After this, I experienced a somewhat different version of my thrilling sensation, in my arms from the elbows down, including the hands, and in my legs from the knees down, including the feet. It was stronger in the right leg and foot, equal in the arms. My upper arms and legs were free of the feeling. It was similar to a tight or squeezing sensation, and definite enough so there was no doubt as to its existence.

(Mon. 7/20, 8:00 PM: It was a very hot and humid night, and difficult to attain the desired state. However, I did experience a definite, generalized feeling of enlargement in my lower arms and hands.)